But for some reason, I couldn't make my voice work.Bradley smoothed a strand of hair away from my face and I closed my eyes briefly. When I opened the..., I dropped my eyes to Bradley's crotch. He had a hard-on. I could see it straining against his fly.I bit my bottom lip and then raised my tank top, letting my firm tits fall free to Bradley's gaze. I saw him swallow hard and his eyes widen. I had no explanation for the feelings of horniness coursing through my body."Touch them, Bradley," I said. "That's not the point and you know it, Gavin. You can't share what you have with us and then expect us to be happy at the idea of you moving out. Now more than ever I want you where I can see you!" replied Christine, ignoring his logic completely."Mom, I couldn't bear it if something happened to any of you and it was because of me. This way if the gangs find out who I am, I only have to worry about my own safety. Remember, I've already lost one mother. Losing another would be too much to take,". She had been walking down the hallway, heard the moans coming from the master bedroom, and through the slightly ajar door watched her former college roommate get screwed silly by her husband who, it seemed, was quite a lover. Alone in her bed, Lynette trembled with need. She moved her hands over her body, caressing herself through the thin material of her nightie. She cupped her small breasts, the nipples already hard and pointed. The movement brought a low moan of delight from her rosy lips.. Vicky swished my load around in her mouth, before kissing Brigette again, sending the hot goo back into her daughter’s mouth, then it was swallowed.Both women turned to me, with excited looks on their faces. Their eyes were wide, and their chins were dripping with cum. “Well?” They asked. I had almost forgot.“What?”“So who is the winner of the contest?” My aunt asked.“Who’s the best cocksucker?” Brigette demanded.“Remember, the winner will be your sex slave for the rest of the week.” Vicky put.